I was a bit depressed of the thought that I had to go back home. After a

fortnight school would be over and the field-work would begin after only

a month. My mother lived with my grandmother and they could be very

tiresome after only a few hours with them. I had such a good time with

Samantha. We were together almost every day for all kinds of activities.

I even missed her when we were apart for just a few hours. I really had

a crush on her. My own thoughts and feelings towards her bothered me all

day and night. Because of my socialization I could not accept the fact

that I was a lesbian. I analyzed my memories of past relationships and I

had to admit -at least to myself- that had I never been attracted to any

man. I felt strange couriosity about other girls' bodies. I had thought

that it was for discovering my own sexuality. Now I believe it was more

then simple curiousity. I didn't know at that time how to deal with my

strange emotions. Luckily I had a very strong personality for a 17 year

old, but it took a while before I accepted the fact that I was

different. It took even more time to admit it to anybody else. When I

met Samantha in the afternoon I saw that she was nervous. She wore a

short, light blue, jeans dress with a white t-shirt and without anything

underneath. The thought of this made me wet every time. "I had a

terrible experience today," she told me when she sat down. "One of my

clients noticed that I wasn't wearing panties." "How?" I asked with a

grin on my face. "I got used to it," answered Sam after a short pause

followed by a scowl. "I probably forgot to keep my legs crossed..." "And

what happened?" "At first she probably couldn't believe her eyes. But

later on when she realized that what she saw was really my hairless

pussy, she started to compliment me." Samantha's voice was full of

tension as she gulped nervously between the words. "At first I didn't

realize that she had noticed it. She just told me nice things, what a

man would normally tell a woman..." "What do you mean by that?" I with

big eyes. "Was she a lesbian?" "Definitely," nodded Sam. "What did she

tell you?" "At first just very nice compliments, like how beautiful my

eyes are and such things. I am telling you I didn't have a clue why she

behaved like that. I didn't really care what she said at the beginning

because I was focused on my job." She jumped up and started to walk up

and down in my room as she continued the story. "Then she complimented

me on my figure and when I stood next to her she caressed my thighs."

"She did? Like how?" "She did it very naturally. Initially I thought

that she did it accidentally. She went on with the compliments and told

me that it looked very inviting that I had a completely shaved pussy!"

Samantha darted an accusing glance towards me. Her eyes told me that she

blamed me because of my idea about not wearing any underwear. "You can

imagine how embarassed I felt. I had her lie down for the next treatment

and as I stepped next to her she put her hands between my thighs..."

"Woooaaa! And what did you do?" I asked her with amazement. "I jumped

back and almost yelled at her, but before I could she apologized. I

thought again that it was only by chance and since she stopped talking

and not telling me any more about my furless sex I trusted that it was

really a mishap." "Tell me what did she look like!" I asked impatiently.

"She was about 40. Tall, slender, long reddish hair, a kind of ordinary

woman. Nothing special about her..." "Then why are you so troubled? It's

not a big deal that she saw your..." "ARRRR! I haven't finished yet!"

interrupted Samantha with a fretful grimace. "When I was done she gave

me more then three times of the amount that I told her and she didn't

want anything back! I didn't want to accept it and while we struggled

about the money she suddenly reached under my dress and grabbed my

pussy..." "Gee! She really wanted you badly! What did you do?" "If you

don't intrerrupt me all the time I will tell you!" She was really

harassed. "I was shocked and at first I couldn't move, then I pushed her

away. She somehow held my lips so tight that as she fell backwards she

tugged them. I thought she would tear them. I lost my balance and we

both fell on the floor. "Certainly my colleauges will come to help us" I

thought, as I broke away from her and got back to my feet. I don't think

they realized what the lady had done and fortunately my dress didn't

reveal my secret." She took a deep breath and went on. "She stood up as

well and left without a word. When I finished with the last client and

left the shop, I saw her on the street waiting for me. I was really

afraid of her. I thought maybe I should go back inside but then I

mustered my courage because I felt it was not very likely that she would

attack me on the street." "And what happened?" She gave me a deadly look

because I had interrupted her again. "Nothing. She offered me money if I

would go with her." "How much?" "Are you kidding?" she snapped. "I

didn't listen to her." "Don't be angry! I was just curious." "I want to

stop this deal at once! Give me back my panties!" she stepped in front

of me. My heart was really overwhelmed with love as we looked at each

other. I had taken all of her underwear to prevent her from breaking our

deal. "There is nothing wrong with that deal. Do you think this wouldn't

have happened if you had your knickers on?" "Certainly." "No. You are

wrong! She wanted you and she is probably a little bit crazy that's

all." I patted her hand and pulled her down to sit next to me. "Calm

down my dear!" I pulled her head to my shoulder and embraced her. I

caressed her hair and I wanted her more than anything. I wanted to tell

her how much I loved her, but I remained quiet. The recent story

convinced me that she was not that kind of girl.